Speechless (Fred Weasley story)

∆Chapter 23

"Isn't he just beautiful," I nodded in agreement. Gilderoy Lockhart was the new teacher this year. He'd gone on adventures almost all of his life and now he chose for his next adventure to be with us. I heard that Harry had an outburst earlier but I never figured out why.

"You know this is all bluff, right?" George leaned over and told me. Infuriated I turned away.

Off to the right start Weasley number two.

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Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. While George may not have started on the right foot the kitchen staff had. Oh how I needed this. First off some maniac decided to start quidditch practice tomorrow morning at 4:30 am. That's not even a full three days of rest before starting practice. They're bloody crazy. Then George decided he had the right to judge me. Stupid. After that some second year full of themselves Slitherins thought it be a good idea to direct a wolf whistle at me. I jinxed them right before Snape came around the corner seeing tips and sent me immediately to Flitwick. Where I explained and he left me off with a warning knowing I was having a tough time. I still have my pb&j though.

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Practice. Oh how I loathe the gryffindor team. They had practice from 7-8:30 week nights. Ravenclaw had practice from 4:30 am to 7:30 am. Week days. Last years was suitable. This year's makes me want to die. "How are you Pixie?" Lovely.

"Bitter," is what my wand traced out instead.

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Hey guys so sorry have updated in a month (almost exactly). I have excuses like I went to cheer camp, but that ended very soon. The main thing is that I've been reading a lot on here instead, and I also have been having trouble writing. School starts up on Monday and I'll hopefully write a few chapters this weekend to gradually post, but no promises. Have a good week though.